today i walked home like an asian :D used an umbrella to block the sun HAHAHA

This is my fall, my autumn, my end of year,
My desperate memory of summer
This is how i tell her who i am.
This is how far i am from the beginning
This is how i want everything, this is how i want what i was,
this is how i want her.
This is my fall, my stumble,
my descent into this darkening fling

from the Golden Tongue; The Poems of Steven Slaughter